a gentle reminder

A sky like this reminds me:

~it is not all about me

~I am not in control

~nature sings His praises

~I worship the Creator and not the creation

~this is my favorite star

~fall must be coming (the sky is starting to change)

~night brings rest

~He is the ultimate artist

feathered friends

These sweet little zebra finches came to reside at out house this week. They are fun to watch. And Emma is even more fun to watch, just watching them.

We have not done birds before, so this is a brand new experience.

We were told when we got them they are quiet but this is not the case at our house. They sound exactly like Emma's squeak toys, just not quite as loud.

Dad asked if we got the birds just because the fish had died.

Yes, the fish that had survived a week long fast, being dropped in hot soapy water and always behind on water changes. Poor fish, we hope he just died of old age. He was entertaining and fun to feed. If you were very quiet when you fed him you could hear him chewing.

We will miss Gator and hope we do much better with Chip and Claire.

happy labor day

Good morning from the shore!


We began the day on about three feet (literally) of beach due to an angry hurricane ocean. After about two hours we had progressed to about five feet. This, of course, did not deter the children in there beach going experience. For those of us not swimming, this kept us very close to the children should anyone need rescuing. The flag on the pier is the American flag and the children were quick to point out they did not even bother flying one that indicates the surf conditions. Following are photos of us eking out the very last moments of out "official summer"






Taking a much needed break from an over active surf!





Dad treated us to Domino's for lunch and the day is progressing along quite nicely.




After lunch and a break, it's out to the chicken coop for some mending and cleaning. The new biddies will be here in a week and nesting must begin at home. With two old ladies (the only remaining chickens from the summer slaughter) we had to figure out what we were going to do with them before we took their space. They now have the large run on one side of the coop, complete with roost, food, water, and laying box. The chicks will go in the coop, completely enclosed, and this means I won't have them, or their mess, in the garage. I will miss those sweet little peeps every time open that door.





Work all done on the coop, the only remaining question of the day is, "What's for supper?"

I don't know, but this was supper last night. From the picture, as you can see, it was not only a very yummy Sunday Supper, but also a very Summer Supper. Man, I'm gonna miss summer!